She leans forward and whispers that Don, one the usual's, had been kicked out of his apartment a few days ago by his girlfriend of several years, and ...as bouncing from bar to bar. Don would always try to join me, when I was there, but we didn't hang around with each other. As I finished my drink, Gloria asked if was 'ready', I said no, and started to get up and leave, when Don stumbled in. He scanned the bar, seeing me, started to approach as I walked to the door. I turned to say Hi, when he. For example, when they did a magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) study of my heart, with some special computer processing, their computers crashed. They had left the intercom open, and, after listening to them curse at the machine, I called out some possible fixes. Once they figured out that the patient was kibitzing, they questioned me, agreed I knew what I was talking about, and we worked together to correct the problem.A couple of nights later, I awakened, at first frightened. All I could see. The latter was officially the process server of the divorce papers on Brian Coswell, Joan’s soon to be ex-husband. He was also there to ensure that no fights or worse broke out between any of the participants in the intervention that was about to occur.The group tiptoed up the stairs and were waved to the door by a man who worked in Dale’s PI firm. Brian was still inside, where he’d been most evenings since Joan had left the city over two months earlier.The sergeant knocked on the door. Not. Even eager to meet me.Kathleen told me that initially, Mike did a lot of crying and begging. When she laid down the law, he agreed to everything she wanted and in the end he agreed to do whatever it took to keep her in his life even if that meant he couldn't always keep her in his bed.I agreed to meet them at their house the following weekend, and when I arrived Mike opened the door and shook my hand. He had trouble keeping eye contact, but I suppose that is understandable.Mike invited me to.